Park pushed himself up and off her.

He moved behind her first, then gently took Emmeline by the waist and eased her off the bed so she was standing. The cool air of the room touched every inch of her bare skin and she shivered once, arms coming up instinctively. He pulled the quilt completely off the mattress in one long drag, then guided her back down onto the bare sheets.

Emmeline immediately drew her knees up and crossed her arms over her chest, covering the soft weight of her breasts. The shyness had returned full force now that the heat of the moment had cooled just enough for reality to settle in.

Park stood at the side of the bed and watched.

She reached down, picked up the crumpled dress from the floor, and threw it toward the corner of the room. Then she did the same with her panties — a small, deliberate flick of her wrist that sent the thin lace flying:

Both pieces landed somewhere out of sight.

Park stared dazed...

Right now, Emmeline was in his bed completely naked; nothing left on her body but her birth suit.

Soft skin, bare breasts, the gentle curve of her waist, the dark thatch between her thighs — all of it open to the cool air and to his eyes. And her words from a minute ago, the way she had asked to cuddle, the way she was looking at him now — all of it meant he was about to get into the same bed with her, also naked.

Skin to skin with every warm inch of her body pressed against every inch of him with nothing between them. She looked up at him with an almost innocent expression, grey eyes wide and waiting, still half-covering her chest with her arms.

He cleared his throat and seat climbed the back of his neck and settled high in his cheeks. Emmeline tilted her head slightly, watching him with quiet attention.

"Should I look away?" she asked softly but there was a faint challenge and teasing under the supposed politeness. She wasn’t really offering him privacy but testing whether he had the courage to finish what they had started.

Park let out a short, breathless laugh:

"Nonsense! What’s there to be shy about when you’ve already seen the most private thing I could’ve ever hide?"

Emmeline’s lips curved just a little, teasing. "Is that why?"

"No." He shook his head, eyes locked on hers. "You’ve trusted me with everything. Your whole body. I can only do the same."

Gathering his little courage left in bits reserves Park started undressing.

The trousers came first after he unbuttoned them with slightly unsteady fingers, pushed them down along with his underwear, and stepped out of the pooled fabric. His body was good — broad shoulders, clean lines of muscle, a stomach that wasn’t fully carved into abs yet but was clearly getting there.

Solid... warm and young.

Emmeline didn’t look at any of that.

Her eyes stayed in one place only:

His cock.

His member hung heavily and thick between his legs, already fully hard from everything that had happened. A full nine inches, the shaft flushed dark and marked by a few small veins that stood out under the tight skin. The girth was impressive — thick enough that her fingers would struggle to close around it completely.

The head of his schlong had grown big and darker still, a bead of clear fluid already gathered at the tip and threatening to drip. The whole length of him looked almost angry with need, twitching once under her stare.

Park couldn’t blame her for the surprise:

She had sneak-peeked at him before, but only when it was soft or half-hard and sometimes hidden behind in clothes.

What stood in front of her now was fully awake and impossible to ignore.

Emmeline’s throat moved as she swallowed hard; her eyes stayed locked on the thick, veined length of his hungry and steel package, lips parting just slightly.

He didn’t give her time to stare longer. He climbed onto the bed behind her and slipped under the quilt in one motion, pulling the heavy quilt up over both of them. The sudden warmth of the covered space closed around their bare bodies like a private world.

For a moment they just lay there, both of them breathing a little too fast, the quilt trapping their heat.

Then, shyly but with clear determination, they started drawing closer.

Park’s hand found her bare waist under the quilt; the skin there was soft and fever-warm, the gentle dip of her waist fitting perfectly into his palm. He pulled her back against him until her spine met the solid plane of his chest and the second their bodies fully aligned, the thick, hard length of his shaft pressed directly against the soft curve of her ass feeling the soft warmth of her ass.

Park’s eyes rolled at the soft warm feeling as the softness hugged his cock.

Emmeline sucked in a quiet, shaky breath.

Her ass was supple and round and firm; it yielded under pressure but still held its shape.

The plush cheeks were warm and smooth against him Park could feel the full, heavy shape of her settle against the underside of his cock. She pushed back a little deeper on pure instinct, and the thick shaft sank into the warm cleft crack between her ass cheeks, flattening into the soft heat of her ass crack.

Both of them shivered hard at the same time.

Park winced at the sudden, devastating softness and pleasure of his shaft being hugged by his sister’s warm, supple and firm yer soft ass. The warm valley of her ass gripped the underside of his cock in-between both her ass cheeks and kept it there like it had been made for it — silky skin, plush give, and a heat so intimate it made his stomach clench. The thick length of him nestled perfectly into that soft crack but since he was big, the head of his cock pressing low between the lower curves of her cheeks.

Emmeline’s breath left her in a trembling exhale.

Without thinking she rolled her hips back again, a small, instinctive adjustment that nested him even deeper. The soft, firm cheeks closed around him on both sides, trapping the full girth of his cock in the warm, silky channel of her ass crack.

The sensation was overwhelming.

Park’s hips started moving on their own.

He was lost in the soft, hot pressure of his sister’s ass that hugged around his cock.

The thick shaft slid forward through the warm cleft between her cheeks in a slow, instinctive thrust. Her ass was almost unbearably soft — plush and yielding, yet with that firm roundness that kept its shape even as it gave under him.

Every time he pushed forward the supple heavy ass cheeks parted just enough to swallow more of his length; every time he drew back they closed around him again, silky and fever-hot, trapping him in a channel of pure softness. The underside of his cock dragged through that perfect heat, the swollen head sliding lower than he meant it to.

Suddenly the blunt crown of his cock dragged against something far softer and wetter than the skin of her ass.

The difference was immediate and devastating.

Where her ass had been plush and warm, this new place was so wet, delicate, and yielding in a completely different way — a soft, wet heat that parted slightly under the pressure of his cockhead like it was made to open for him.

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